At our office in Austin, coffee is life. And getting another fresh cup of it during a busy day is as important to us as you getting the food that you order. However sometimes, we get so involved in your orders that we end up screwing up our own.

So let me explain something about us. We love coffee. We NEED coffee. And most of us like a big cup of Joe with a waterfall of sugar in it.

And when the coffee is unavailable - well, we would never want to entertain that thought. Scratch that. We never would have wanted to entertain that thought... until last Monday.

Dun Dun Dun

That Friday of, our office manager ordered more coffee supplies off of Amazon. Usually all goes as planned: the coffee gets delivered, the sun rises and sets, and the office is happy. However, a series of events turned for the worst.

The office was all out of coffee that Monday, but it was all peas and carrots because there was a shipment ready to be opened. However, when the box was unfolded, there wasn't enough roast. (It was a family sized container.) Scratching our heads, we looked down ready to pounce, but at the same time thinking about rationing it. But as soon as the "rationing" idea came to our heads, there was all ready a fresh pot of java being made.

By the time the coffee was ready, a group of us formed in the kitchen. We looked around for the large coffee cups that we usually start our day with, but to no avail, we couldn't find any. However, after scouring the office in desperation, we came upon these

Yes, I know what you are thinking. Those little Dixie cups are useful for like one of two things: swigging mouthwash after the dentist picks your teeth or for a last resort late night celebration... neither of which had anything to do with coffee. Well, you know what they say: punch with the rolls. I mean, roll with the punches.

So we all started filling up these worthless penny sippers, looking for the sugar that should've been delivered here in its own separate package. And like the luck we'd been having that day, it was no where to be found. Later by word of mouth, it came to our attention that the sugar was accidentally shipped to the COO's girl friend's house down in Florida.

On top of that, it was pure cane...

I bet the question you all are wondering is whether or not we survived from 8-5. Many dixie cups were lost that day and not enough coffee was prepared according to taste. But you know? We all laughed about it (Important note: some of us laughed about it. Actually none of us laughed about it. Truthfully, it was tragic.)

Anyways, we all laughed and joked with each other about this incident, thinking about how this stuff happens sometimes. And like the outcome of all tragedies, time heals.

Many hours later, more coffee was brought with bigger cups and an abundance of sugar to pour into those big cups. It was then that the office when back to normal, and all was well.